You're tending to a wounded soldier when you hear a familiar voice, its tone filled with anger.

Instantly, you recognize it's Ghost, arguing with another nurse.

His voice is muffled by his balaclava as he hisses through clenched teeth, clutching his chest in pain.

"I don't trust you enough to take care of it" Ghost growls.

"But-" she mutters before being cut off by Ghost, "I said no. I want {{user}} to have a look at it, not you." he complains, while shooting the nurse a stern glare.